3Beasties
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Some of you may remember the grey horse I found abandoned in the Winter of 2011 and the 9 months journey I had with him before I had to find him his forever home.
I've often wondered how he was getting on with his new mummy but other then the initial updates telling me he had settled OK I hadn't heard a thing. I thought about emailing her so many times but was to scare to, as cowardly as it was I was worried she'd tell me something I didn't want to hear, that it hadn't gone well with him and he'd been passed on or PTS.
Finally yesterday, after looking at some pics of him I dropped her an email asking how it was going. She got back to me this evening with some great pictures of him, he looked so happy and it was clear that they had a great relationship. For just a moment I felt so happy that he finally had his forever home, something that he deserved so much. Shortly after that the 2nd email came through telling me about what she had been doing with him, how he followed her around like a dog, how she would ride him round the field with no tack on at all, how he had hacked out down the road without a care in the world....it was like a fairy tail ending, the ending I had wanted for him all along.....but then the email changed.
In August he got colic and did not recover, he lost his fight for life
He got his happy ever after but it was nowhere near as long as it should have been, he was only 9 years old and had so much more to give. He had such a rubbish start to life but had finally found the person to make it all better for him.
He was only with me for 9 months but boy did he leave his mark, he was such a kind, gentle, cheeky fella. I don't regret finding him another home, it was absolutely, 100% the right thing to do for both of us. I do regret not getting in touch with her sooner, not asking her to give him a cuddle from me and to tell him that I still loved him and that he'd be in that little willow shaped hole in my heart forever.
I can take comfort from the fact that he died happy and loved, for that I am grateful, but I am gutted
RIP Willow, you beautiful, kind boy xxx
I've often wondered how he was getting on with his new mummy but other then the initial updates telling me he had settled OK I hadn't heard a thing. I thought about emailing her so many times but was to scare to, as cowardly as it was I was worried she'd tell me something I didn't want to hear, that it hadn't gone well with him and he'd been passed on or PTS.
Finally yesterday, after looking at some pics of him I dropped her an email asking how it was going. She got back to me this evening with some great pictures of him, he looked so happy and it was clear that they had a great relationship. For just a moment I felt so happy that he finally had his forever home, something that he deserved so much. Shortly after that the 2nd email came through telling me about what she had been doing with him, how he followed her around like a dog, how she would ride him round the field with no tack on at all, how he had hacked out down the road without a care in the world....it was like a fairy tail ending, the ending I had wanted for him all along.....but then the email changed.
In August he got colic and did not recover, he lost his fight for life
He got his happy ever after but it was nowhere near as long as it should have been, he was only 9 years old and had so much more to give. He had such a rubbish start to life but had finally found the person to make it all better for him.
He was only with me for 9 months but boy did he leave his mark, he was such a kind, gentle, cheeky fella. I don't regret finding him another home, it was absolutely, 100% the right thing to do for both of us. I do regret not getting in touch with her sooner, not asking her to give him a cuddle from me and to tell him that I still loved him and that he'd be in that little willow shaped hole in my heart forever.
I can take comfort from the fact that he died happy and loved, for that I am grateful, but I am gutted
RIP Willow, you beautiful, kind boy xxx
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